Monday, November 18, 2013

LIFE

My mother, 7-months pregnant with me, and my father (1961) 


Not sure what I'm going to do with these watercolors, but when I've finished a bunch, I'd like to add words somehow...

Meanwhile, I am liking spending time with the images, as I copy them. Details come to the fore, like the brooch my mother is wearing. I think it's a piece by Danish silversmith Georg Jensen, which my sister has now.

Where did it come from in the first place, I wonder. Maybe my father will know. Though my mother left the family in 1974, my father remembers all sorts of details.
Otherwise, there is no one left to ask.

5 comments:

bink said...

Your parents look so hip and sophisticated-- it looks like the life we would all want.

Their lives look even cooler as a painting. Not the geeky, awkward, images of most of our (un-hip) parents from the 1960's.

Excellent job!

Zhoen said...

We really are of an age, you and I.

Bookworm said...

Hi Francesca.

I recently saw the art film la jetee and it struck me that a film using images and narration would play perfectly to your skills.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/La_Jetée
I love your artwork and your photos.

Bookworm said...

PS and your words are brilliant too.

Fresca said...

BINK: I happen to know you have some *extremely* cool photos of your mom in the 1960s, looking JUST like an ad!

But yeah, it's true--anyone's life looks cooler as a painting.

ZHOEN: Yup.

BOOK: Wow, thanks--that's a neat idea!
I am going to let the images pile up and see what I feel moved to do.